Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan, although he didn't say anything, but Su Qingluan also had a certain degree of understanding of this guy, so she always felt that there was a bit of ill intent in this smile.

Su Qingluan's back immediately tightened: "...... Is there something wrong with my words? ”

Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "Qingluan's concerns are really reasonable, but I have my own way to deal with it." ”

"How?"

"Let's just say that although I am young, after all, I am frail, and I should not be too greedy. However, the newlywed Yan'er can't help it, and it is a long-term solution to sleep in separate beds......"

Su Qingluan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he realized what this "coping method" meant, so he couldn't help but slap the table angrily: "Hey! ”

The wooden table made a muffled "bump" sound, and Su Qingluan realized how loud her slap had just been. But...... But can you blame her? It's not Mu Xingzhi's guy yet......

Su Qingluan felt that the temperature on his face could fry eggs again, and glared angrily at Mu Xingzhi, who was actually starting to pick up the dishes on the other side, but Mu Xingzhi didn't seem to notice Su Qing's gaze as if he was going to kill someone, and he was leisurely using breakfast.

…… How can such tiger and wolf words be so casually on the lips! So Mu Xingzhi, this guy really collapsed! Su Qingluan was crazy in her heart: how could she think that "Mu Xingzhi" had a warm and jade-like personality, this is simply not serious!

Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan, his gaze was slightly upward—to be precise, he glanced at the top of Su Qingluan's hair, and teased: "Is Qingluan so angry?" It's the first time I've seen such an 'angry crown' look. ”

Boil over? Su Qingluan was stunned: Although she was a little annoyed, she was far from being "angry and rushing to the crown", right?

However, thinking of Mu Xingzhi's sight, Su Qingluan subconsciously reached out and touched the top of her hair, and then she found that the ends of her hair, which were originally fixed by herself with a hairpin, completely jumped out at this time because of her poor craftsmanship.

Although Su Qingluan's hair is soft and silky, it is not a very soft texture, but has some toughness, so the end of the hair is like a chicken feather shuttlecock facing the sky and explodes on the top of the head, which can be regarded as a "angry hair rushing to the crown".

"Eh, why did it disperse so quickly? I've just been saving it for a long time! Su Qingluan sighed heavily in annoyance, "Why does a married woman have to have a hairpin, it makes my head hurt so much!" ”

Su Qingluan felt that if she had to fix her hair with a hairpin every day in the future, sooner or later her head would be cut in half by this hairpin!

What makes her most depressed is that even if she is "divorced" in the future, she will no longer be able to comb her hair in a double bun like an unmarried woman, but will also wear a hairpin, because another meaning of hairpin is "adult", that is, whether she is married or not, as long as she is fifteen years old, she must wear a hairpin!

Mu Xingzhi interrupted Su Qingluan's brain storm about the "gray prospect" at this time, and pointed in the direction of the back hall: "Do you remember that there is a low stool under the eaves outside?" Lao Qingluan brought it over. ”

Although Su Qingluan didn't know what Mu Xingzhi was going to do, he understood that his temperament would definitely not do this for no reason, so he obediently took a low stool over.

This low stool was only half the height of Su Qingluan's calf, and Su Qingluan handed it to Mu Xingzhi: "Oh, take it." ”

"Put it in front of me, and you sit on it with your back to me."

"Do what?" Although there were doubts in his mouth, Su Qingluan did what Mu Xingzhi said. When she sat down like this, she found that the position was somewhat familiar.

Immediately afterwards, there was a movement on the top of the hair where the hairpin was gently pulled away, and immediately, Su Qingluan felt that the scalp that was originally so tight that it was a little painful loosened slightly, and the long black hair flowed down like a waterfall in an instant.

"What are you going to ...... for"? Su Qingluan subconsciously wanted to turn her head, but before she could complete this action, she was pulled back by Mu Xingzhi's slender hands with a soft but undeniable force, and continued to maintain the movement facing forward.

Immediately after, Su Qingluan felt Mu Xingzhi's slender fingers run through his hair—just like he had helped him undo his braids last night.

Only then did Su Qingluan realize that Mu Xingzhi was so skillful at dismantling the braids last night, and Su Qingluan just thought that it was due to his meticulous and steady character.

But think about it carefully, the order and way of the coiled hair, each braided hair and each kind of hair ornament that fixes the hair are different, and Mu Xingzhi was able to "rescue" her hair in a good order, is it possible that Mu Xingzhi himself is also very proficient in "hair art"?

After all, the other party is a big guy who is proficient in disguise techniques, and no one can guarantee that the big guy has no experience of pretending to be a woman......

Su Qingluan thought back to the real face that belonged to Mu Xingzhi that he glanced at yesterday, and couldn't help but think that this guy's women's clothes must be amazing.

In fact, Su Qingluan's hunch was very correct, and only about a quarter of an hour later, Su Qingluan's hairpin was pinned into her hair again.

But it's very magical, this time Su Qingluan's hairpin and head are separated by thick hair, and there is no longer the feeling of pressing the scalp in half.

Although Su Qingluan doesn't have a mirror at hand now, even if she only stretches out her hand to trace it with her fingers, she can feel that her hairstyle is very neat and beautiful at this moment, which is much better than the hairstyle that she used to make at random with her hands before.

It's the conscience of the industry!

Su Qingluan turned around and looked at Mu Xingzhi with a gaze like looking at a life-saving benefactor: "Big guy, can you help me comb my hair every day as one of the 'rewards'?" ”

Mu Xingzhi smiled: "Combing your hair is just a breeze, it's okay, but what does it mean to ...... 'big guy'?" ”

"It's very powerful, I'm complimenting you on your amazing skills!" Su Qingluan touched her hair again and decided to quickly find a place to look in the mirror, but she still couldn't help asking, "Your skills are better than many women, could it be true that you have dressed up as a woman?" ”

Mu Xingzhi's smile was still so gentle: "It's good if Qingluan is satisfied." ”

Su Qingluan pouted: Sure enough, if this guy doesn't want to say something, he won't say a word. Thinking so, Su Qingluan immediately dispelled the idea of asking questions, and went to the bedroom to find the mirror smelly beauty.

Song Bo's efficiency is very amazing, Mu Xingzhi just told him about the low couch in the morning, and when Su Qingluan returned to the bedroom with Mu Xingzhi after dinner, he had already seen that there was an extra couch in the room.

Su Qingluan walked to the low couch and sat down, much more stable than he imagined. She looked at Mu Xingzhi, who was closing the door: "This low couch is also very good, I sleep here at night, you can sleep on the bed!" ”

After all, this is still Mu Xingzhi's home, and he actually took the magpie's nest and drove people to sleep on this much narrower low couch, no matter how you look at it, it is a little inhumane.

Mu Xingzhi shook his head without thinking about it: "Don't do this." ”

I can't see that this man is quite a gentleman......

As soon as Su Qingluan thought so, he heard Mu Xingzhi say: "This low couch is much narrower, if Qingluan rolls down from the couch and falls into a stupid person, it will not be beautiful." ”

"......" Fuck the hell gentleman!